It is another typical day of hard graft in the Riddled Research Laboratory. As soon as we find the appropriate adhesive to glue the tongues to the wheel, the Lick Machine will be finished. I am not entirely convinced that there will be a market for it but tigris assures us that it will revolutionise the world of cat hygiene. She is supervising while Greenish Hugh and his brother-in-law who has the HT license reveal to her the unknown tongues.
I have no idea what has happened to my right buttock. It is just another of the unforeseen side-effects of blogging.
When we 'volunteered' to help the Doktorling make a large model of Penfield's motor homunculus for her school science fair, we had little idea how much work would be involved.